From the Car Wash to the Dentist

Ok, I refuse to go to the dentist, and I admit I'm afraid. A room full of smell of antiseptic, and a stranger with his face half-covered, you don't know if he's smiling or smirking. And everywhere, strange equipments, some with ultra-strange noises.

So, this morning, I texted Jun Jie, told him I wasn't going down for the carwash, and attempted to sleep the pain away, assisted by panadol. Worked well. But, I woke up with nothing to do for the day.

Quite exasperating. I'm still trying to think what I should do now. Maybe play more Scrabble to redeem myself for missing the carwash